You have the same condition Ayano has, except you aren't a yandere like she is.
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Your POV
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My life has always been..dull.

I never felt anything.

Happiness, sadness, anger, jealousy...nothing.

I've always wished to feel something one day. I have been this way for years, and I can't take it.

My parents say that I'll be fine, that one day I will feel the things they do.

But how do they know? They've never been through this before. I know because they've told me so.

I just so happened to be born with a condition so rare that the doctors can't fix and deemed me to stay this way for as long as I live.

They've only ever recorded one other case like this before, with a girl named Ayano. I actually know this girl, but I'm not close to her.

Having the condition we do makes us not have "real" relationships with people. Even if we want to.

We can try, but it won't work.

We've been bullied for it, for not being like the other kids.

Ayano decided to fake being normal, and the bullying stopped.

For me, on the other hand...I never faked anything.

If nobody can accept me for who I am, then they don't deserve my time and efforts.

The difference between Ayano and I is that we are not the same. Something is really off about her. I think she's a low key psychopath, to be honest. And I'm a guy verses her being a girl, although gender doesn't really matter with this condition.

I don't know why I get these bad vibes from her, but there is definitely something going on inside of her. Something horrid.

And yet, I don't feel scared.

As I've said, I don't feel anything.

Anyway, I still get bullied to this day. I'm in class 3-2, and I noticed that Ayano is in class 2-1.

Sighing emotionlessly, I shoulder my bag and walk to school for my first day back.

I reach the school in mere minutes, when I notice a girl on the ground and a boy helping her up.

I don't pay much attention to them as I stride past, ignoring the fact that the boy watches me go.

Musume and her little friends call after me, making "jokes" about me, which would be very insulting if I could feel anything, and laughing amongst themselves.

I ignore them too, just walking to my small locker. I open it and shove my bag inside, change my shoes, then shut the locker door. (The lockers are different here.)

Why do they even bother trying to bully me when they never get a reaction?

Do they really find me that amusing?

Well, whatever. I don't care.

That's all I can do, really. Not care.

As I'm walking out of the school and to a cherry blossom tree with benches around, I can hear someone running after me.

I shrug it off and sit down on a bench by myself, opening a book and starting to read.

The footsteps grow louder and stop next to me, then someone sits down to my left.

Looking up from my book, I make eye contact with the person. I slowly shut my book as I stare at them, awed by them.

It's a boy, and he's rather handsome. He has black hair and gray colored eyes. He's giving me a small, welcoming smile.

This is so weird...I actually feel something!

I feel..happy. My heart's racing and I get the urge to smile. I refrain myself, not enjoying this feeling.

This is what I've wanted for years, and yet I push it away?

I guess it's just..scaring me.

Wait! It's making me scared? And nervous?

Oh my gosh! I'm feeling so many things all at once!

This is the best day of my life!

I can't thank this guy enough!

Although, I probably can't until I befriend him, or else it might sound strange.

"Hello! My name is Taro Yamada! What's your name?" He asks kindly, keeping his gaze locked on mine.

"H-Hi, I'm Y-YN LN..nice to m-meet you," I reply nervously, still startled by the new feeling as I shake his hand.

"You too! Oh, are you okay? You seem..shaken," Taro asks in concern.

I shake my head and look away, "No, n-no, I'm fine. Thanks."

Taro looks at me skeptically, but doesn't push the subject further. Instead he switches to talking about the book I'm reading, telling me he loves the series. We then have a deep discussion about all sorts of books we've read, and even recommending some to one another.

I can feel some sort of connection between Taro and I, unlike the other times when I have short talks with other students for projects or whatever. Maybe I can actually make a friend?

After all these years?

It'll be hard, as I'm very distant apparently, but I can do this.

We then notice the time and decide to head to class.

During our chats we also discovered that we have the same class together. Isn't that awesome?

Along the way, I start to fidget a little as I feel someone's cold stare on my back. I have a feeling I know who it is.

I glance behind me for a brief moment, sweeping the area with my eyes for any sign of her. I spot her hiding behind a wall, glaring daggers at me. When Ayano realizes that I've spotted her and made direct eye contact with me, she turns and runs off.

Chills travel down my spine as I face forward again, nearly bumping into another student. I utter an apology quickly before catching up with Taro as he waits patiently for me.

As he walks by my side again, he inquires, "You alright? What were you looking at?"

"I'm fine, just...I felt somebody staring at me. It was probably nothing," I reply, lying smoothly.

I don't want to get him worked up over something so small.

"Someone was staring at you? Do you know who?"

"..No," I answer matter-of-factly, ending that topic there.

Taro looks as if he wants to protest, but I give him a sharp look that tells him to not further the subject. Now he knows I'm lying, but that's fine.

"Alright. Just, if you ever feel like something bad's going to happen, please let me know," he requests in a concerned, sincere voice.

"Look, I appreciate you being..worried..for me, but I'm okay. Nothing's happened to me yet," I reassure him in a quieter tone.

"Just promise me."

"Why do you care so much? You don't even know me."

"I know you well enough to care about you, and even if I didn't know you personally, I still would've cared."

"You're too nice, Taro."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

Taro gives me a smile, causing my heart to sputter. I give one back and we laugh a little before entering our class.

Maybe I can be happy for once.

•••

It's only halfway through the year and there are murders taking place here.

Police officers suspect a student in the school is behind the crimes committed, and I have a sinking feeling that I know who it is.

Ayano Aishi.

Taro has been sticking close to me lately, knowing that I could be a possible target. He told me that he wants to keep me safe, and I reciprocated the emotions. We've gotten extremely close over the past few months, and I've even become friends with Osana, Taro's childhood best friend.

It still pains me to remember her. The day of her death haunts me whenever she comes to mind.

Yes, the murderer killed Osana.

I intend on keeping Taro safe.

No matter what it takes.

I will not allow him to become the next murder victim to Ayano.

I know the murderer is Ayano, and for obvious reasons. I just don't have the proof, and she's good at hiding her tracks.

Ayano sees me as a target to eliminate. I know because she murders anybody who has a crush on Taro, or possibly just anybody close to him that's "in the way." Such as his little sister, Hanako.

She even said so herself to Info-Chan.

I may or may not have overheard their conversation.

I just wish I could've recorded it!

I need to stay extra cautious. She could appear anywhere at any time to come and make me meet my deathbed.

She's been stalking me lately, and I haven't told Taro about it.

I walk into school alone, as Taro had to come early for an assignment he had to finish.

I make it to my locker and do everything I need to do before heading towards the fountain in the center of the school. This is where a lot of kids go before school and during lunchtime, and that means I know I'll be safe here.

Too many witnesses to commit a murder and there's no chance of Ayano killing all of us before somebody tells a teacher.

Before I can reach the doors, someone sets their hand on my shoulder. Hiding my shock, I look behind me and nearly sigh in relief.

It's just Budo Masuta, the Martial Arts Club leader. I heard he has a thing for Ayano, and it still surprises me to this day.

Especially now, when she's the murderer. Yet he doesn't know that.

Facing Budo completely, I ask casually, "What's up, Budo?"

He smiles and replies, "Nothing much. How about you?"

He walks with me to the fountain, sitting down next to me so we can talk.

"Same here," I say.

"Where's Taro?"

"Working on an assignment he had to finish, why?"

"Just wondering."

"Okay..so, what did you need?" I inquire, looking him in the face.

"I was wanting to ask," he starts, then leans forward and whispers, "do you have any idea on who the killer is at our school?"

I lean back, eyes wide for a second. Blinking, I lean back in and whisper back in a serious voice, "Yeah, I know who they are."

"Who?"

"I don't have any evidence to back me up, so you might disagree."

"Better I know and not agree than to not know and be lost in total confusion. At least I'd have something to ponder about."

"..Do you know Ayano Aishi?"

He hesitates, "Yes, what does she have to do with this?"

"I believe that she's the murderer."

"What? Why?"

"Something's been off about her for years, Budo! I've always thought she's a psychopath. I can just feel it in my gut, and I know I'm right. The thing is, I can't prove it," I state my reasoning, and he thinks about my words for a moment, considering it.

"I'll help you," he finally says, nodding once.

"You..will?" I ask, incredulous.

"Yeah."

"Don't you have feelings for Ayano, though?"

"I do, but even so, I want these murders to stop. What info do you already have?"

I dive into an explanation of how she's been stalking me, how only people who have a thing for Taro gets killed (meaning I had to tell Budo about my crush on Taro), and some other things that are useful. Such as the conversation I overheard her having with Info-Chan.

Budo looks shocked, but then sides with me.

He believes that Ayano is the killer, too!

It's good to have him on my side, even though it must hurt.

Suddenly, a familiar voice asks, "What's going on? What are you two whispering about?"

I gasp in shock and Budo jumps in his spot. We look up to see Taro standing there, a suspicious (and protective) look on his face.

"Gosh, Taro! You scared me!" I exclaim playfully as I inhale as much air as I possibly can. He chuckles and sits down next to me on my other side.

"Sorry, my bad. Anyway, what's going on?"

Budo and I hesitate before whispering the situation to him as well, Budo going to sit on Taro's other side.

Taro listens attentively, and when describing the things I've noticed and heard Ayano doing and saying, his eyes watch me in concern. Budo does the same. The only thing we didn't tell Taro is about my crush on him.

"Can you guys stop looking at me like that? It's making me nervous," I look away and scan the area, spotting Ayano behind the doors as she watches us (particularly me) with a menacing glare.

I act like I didn't see her and continue farting my eyes around the area, my hands turning cold and my heart picks up speed from my nerves getting the better of me.

"That's what's making you nervous? You aren't at all worried about yourself being in danger?" Budo inquires, sounding unbelieving.

I don't answer, just staring at the ground as I replay the image in my mind of Ayano watching from behind the very doors in front of me.

Taro sets a hand on my upper arm, bringing me back to reality, "YN? What's wrong?"

"She's watching.." I trail off quietly, clearly surprising them.

"What?" They ask in unison, tension in their voices.

"Ayano..she's watching us right now. Behind those doors," I flicker my gaze to the doors ahead, nodding upwards before looking back to them.

Their faces pale, and Budo immediately goes on my other side.

"I won't let her hurt you, YN. I-I mean, we won't," Taro stutters, blushing heavily.

My face heats up as well and I give him a small smile, then give one to Budo too.

"Thanks.."

•••

Ayano has been trying to get to me for multiple weeks, and seems to have given up. Most likely from me being guarded at all times by Taro and Budo.

And since Taro wanted to be able to protect me whenever Budo wasn't around, he requested to take fighting classes with Budo. The leader agreed as long as I get to stay and watch (and participating occasionally), just so I'll be safe without them.

Taro agreed to the idea straight away.

Anyway, it's Friday (a few weeks after I confessed to thinking that Ayano is the killer) and Taro asked me to meet him at the cherry blossom tree behind the school. I said yes.

I'm making my way there now, trying to hurry since I'm alone. I can fight now, but that doesn't make me any less nervous.

I still can't get over the fact that I'm actually like a real person should be now, emotions and all.

I reach the top of the hill in mere minutes, and I lean against the tree's trunk. Waiting for Taro.

Speak of the devil.

He comes out from behind the tree and stands in front of me, gazing down at me in a way that I haven't ever noticed before.

Now I realize that he's looked at me this way all along, since the very beginning.

With one strong emotion.

Love.

Taro takes my hands in his before starting, stuttering here and there as he tries to stay confident, "YN, I've had feelings for you since the day I met you. When I saw you walking past while I was helping Ayano up from the ground, and even more so when I say next to you on that bench. I just knew I had to get closer to you, and I never knew why until now.

"It's because I'm in love with you, YN. So madly in love with you. I can hardly stand it when I think of you being with somebody else. I just had to tell you before it's too late, and it's okay if you don't feel the same. I love you, YN LN, and I always will."

I break into a huge grin at his speech, and immediately reply, "I love you too, Taro Yamada!"

I hug him tightly, and he holds me with the same emotions. Taro kisses the top of my head in relief, just keeping me in his warm embrace for as long as he can.

When we pull back a little, he takes the chance and kisses me on the lips. I kiss him back and he gently pushes me back up against the tree.

I can hear a faint gasp down the side of the hill behind Taro, but ignore it as their footsteps fade away.

I'm finally happy.

Happily in love with Taro Yamada.

Fixed Condition

••• Extended Ending!~

Ayano runs away from the cherry blossom tree, her hand baring a knife, as she had just witnessed her first love kissing her rival.

Tears stream down her cheeks when she suddenly hears somebody calling after her.

She continues sprinting, but doesn't even make it to the race tracks for the track runners as someone grabbed her arm.

Ayano rips her arm from their grip, turning around and raising her knife as she's about to attack them.

It was Budo Masuta.

He grabs her wrist with the knife and twists it so that she drops the lethal weapon. He kicks it away and brings Ayano closer to his chest, locking her in a tight embrace.

She thrashes about, kicking and punching at Budo, but to no use. Ayano gives up and melts in his arms, crying her eyes out.

"This isn't the way, Ayano. Murder is never the way," Budo softly scolds her, not wanting to make her angry again.

"I know, it's just...I'm sorry," she cries, clutching onto Budo tighter.

He rubs her back soothingly as she sobs, waiting for her to calm down, "I know you are, Ayano."

Once she's calmed down, he looks her in the eyes and says, "Ayano, I know this is a God awful time to say this, but I love you. I don't expect you to accept it, but I thought you should know. I'm sorry about Taro."

Ayano stares into his eyes, finally realizing her true feelings and seeing that she can be loved and love someone else without the use of murder tactics. She smiles and presses her lips to his, expressing that she loves him back just as much as he loves her.

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-CastrarWolf